Rough Draft

The boy sat by the seashore. He looked up at the shimmering ocean, that so clearly reflects the moon's dim light. The waves played with their feet. It felt chilly, perhaps, it was the sea breeze. But admist the cold, he felt warmth and comfort in knowing she was beside him. He stole a glance sideways. She seemed immersed in thought. He thought he saw a shiver, and instintively, he wriggled out of his coat, and wrapped it around the girl. The girl looked surprised for a second, before her face broke out into a smile. That, was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen. He was transfixed in the girl's eyes. Like a spell, it had caught him without warning, and he's struggling to break free. He shook his eyes away, and looked back out at the sea.

They were both sitting down on the sand, the boy with his hands supporting his body behind, the girl's arms wrapped around her knees. There was a long moment of silence, just the sound of the waves rushing up the shore, and seeping back into the sand. Some miles away, a ship's siren sounded. The occasional flapping of wings were that of the seagulls, returning to their nests. Then, it was silence all over again.

He looked up. The sight of the millions of stars sparkling in the sky had made him breathless just moments ago. Deep down, he secretly wished he could spend this night all over with her again. And then, this time, maybe this time, he'd be able to pluck up enough courage to.. He shrugged of the thought. Impossible. He could never tell her that.

The seas continued to whisper, and he couldn't take his eyes of her. He's never met one as beautiful as her, and he'd do anything to protect her. He's always wanted to tell her his feelings, his innermost, deepest feelings. How the sight of her made his heart skip a beat every single time, how a simple smile she flashed him was enough to make his day.

How madly he was in love with her.

The boy sat up, and wrapped his arms around his knees as well. The girl, startled by the sudden movement, looked at him, puzzled. He really had no idea what made him do what he did. But at that very moment, his hand crawled across the sand, and reached for hers. He placed it in his other hand, and held out her palm between them.

Underneath the sliver moonlight, he slowly traced out two letters, and a symbol.

The boy leaned forward.

"I love you", he whispered gently into her ears.

posted by cigarettelove @ 2:27 AM